#I don't care!!!!! Like AFFECTIVELY in addition to rationally/intellectually

[chicago-geniza]

Friend took my measurements and gave me a bunch of phenomenally well-made clothes that actually fit and for possibly the first time since I was 12 years old I saw a photo of myself where I looked objectively chubby (as opposed to, like, dysmorphically so) and instead of having a meltdown about it I just kind of went. "OK, that's what I look like [shrug emoji]" then opened a new tab and started reading about whether the enkratic [strong-willed] person can possess the virtue of phronesis [practical wisdom] according to Aristotle. Getting into philosophy was the final nail in the coffin of my thrice-cursed eating disorder after HRT, surgery, and, uh, food security lol